I have pterodactyl earrings

It’s Mother’s Day in several places in the world today; admittedly not in this one, but it is in the place where I’m from. So I get a second bite of the cookie, as it were.

First up, a chance to lounge in bed with a coffee and the Sunday papers, followed by the sounds of busy, important feet trotting up the stairs, and bright little faces chorusing “Happy Aussie Mother’s Day Mama!!”

There were lovely cards from local gift shop Emporia, where 1st birthday celebrations this weekend meant that there was cake and a 10% discount into the bargain. There was a huge Lego construction on which they’d collaborated, a kind of pseudo-cake, bright, multi-layered and completely carb-free. And there were pterodactyl earrings, which I adore.

I first spotted them when I was gift shopping at Magi Gifts in Brockley a month or so back. A local designer uses plastic toy animals and makes them into quirky (I hate that word, but you know what I mean) pieces: lugubrious bulldogs as pendants, lizards dangling down, in a friendly way, from your earlobes. I loved every piece of it and kept meaning to go back and ‘treat myself’ at some stage.

However, my lovely family took matters into their own hands and I am now sporting prehistoric winged beasts on my ears. It’s been a sweet day: nothing fancy, but the chance to go for a long, relaxed run this morning, followed by my favourite breakfast of sheep’s yoghurt, raspberries and fresh mint. We’ve planted bee and butterfly-attracting seeds in the garden, been for a bike ride and checked out the new gelateria, Oddono’s in East Dulwich (verdict: “Can we come here every day now that it’s summer, Mama?”)

I’m more than happy to go back (they do great coffee) but summer? Might be too early for such grandiose statements. Today I wore, in honour of the day, the Splendid tank top that my brood bought me from Net-a-Porter a few years ago for Mother’s Day (the English one). My photo doesn’t show the fabulousness of its colour well enough; this Outnet link is far better. I adore it but alas, unfriendly temperatures meant that it was soon concealed by a sweatshirt. But I wore my hair pulled up so that my earrings, at least, were on show.







I received an unexpected gift

We’ve had a lot of deliveries here in the past few days, none of them for me. It’s birthday central for most of March and, in an effort to be calm and organised, I’ve bought most of the gifts online already, ranging from Playmobil for one of the boys’ friends, who’s having a Knights Party, to A Curious Invitation: The Forty Greatest Parties in Literature for my friend whose 40th we’re going to tonight (I received this from someone else for my recent 40th and it really makes me smile.)


So today, I was intrigued and delighted to come home to a package addressed to me. The sender was my friend Steph, aka Mama Marmalade. Within, a brightly coloured package, a glamorous card on which heartwarming words were written, and a lovely bracelet from Stella & Dot. Late birthday presents are all the more fab, I think, because they’re almost always unexpected. And what’s not to love about a surprise – especially such a pretty one – on a cold, mizzly Friday? Thanks a million Steph – I love it!  x